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The Devil Is Dope Lyrics

Artist: Coolio
Album: My Soul

Verse 1:If you free your mind your ass has got toBut you're caught up in that same ol' patent and trap that the homiesgo throughSearchin' for answers without no questionsYou thought it could never happen to you and your crew but y'all wasno exceptionIt started out as fun and it was all about kicks (Kicks)But each and every kick turned out to be a trickImagine this you got no family you got no endsYou got no hustle, no muscle, no car, no clothes, you got no friendsYou once was the neighborhood boss and hogAnd no G livin' legend like walkin' dogsNiggaz hate to admit it, but they know it's trueDamn near everybody in the hood, includin' the kids, wanna be justlike youSo, hear I stand as a witness, or, should I say a reclaimed victimWritten off and spit on by this really sick ass systemYou can roll what I roll in the swirl from the smokeSomebody take a vote, the devil is dopeChorus:The devil is dope (Dope)Out of controlThe devil is dopeThe devil is dopeOut to get your soul (Yeah-yeah)The devil is dopeVerse 2:Things seen only imagined and in dreamsUntil, the same nightmares in tv screens your teenage screams (Ahh!)Cause the dosage wasn't rightNow his chest is gettin' tightAnd everything is goin' blackBut it's the middle of the day, figure thatBut you still can't see with a thousand watt beam (Blind!)And you need mo gin to feed your triple beam with schemes (Wake up!)Cause traffic done slowed up like the one ten at fiveSo, you dance the street section at around two, to try to stay aliveAnd now you trapped tryin' to play hockey with some tic tac's (TicTac's!)And niggaz tellin' you to kick back and bend back, but you already didthatAnd all money ain't good moneyBut everybody want the cream and honeyThinkin' that the other side is all green plus it's sunny (Yeah!)But, money, lust, and jealousy most lead to treacheryFrom A.C. to O.G. to P.G. to P.C.B.As you call for your locs, set adrift in the smokeIt's like murder, heat, smoke, the devil is dopeChorusVerse 3:Sunshine on your mind but darkness prevailsYou move your sales from motel to hotelPrerequisite for a blast, merchandise, cash, or assBloodshed often is the door where personalaties crashAnd it's your task to try to make a meal ticketSo, you can kick it and be swift with your chicken (Bock-bock!)You's a victim and since you got your own mindIt ain't all your fault, but you gotta do your own timeChoose your weapon cause your first impressionOften dictates the situation that you find yourself caught inIf you still blind and you can't seeYou better obtain yourself some glasses and clear your vision like DMC(Don't run!)And remember what I told youRemember who brought a soldierI wanna wake you up like Segaconsume large amounts of dank-aMan overboardBeware of the underlordsStay your ass on the boat, the devil is dope (Ooh-ooh!)Chorus: Repeat 2X with adlibs in there